Azare

"ANGELS OR FNEMIES"

The joke goes
To reveal and conquer
A madman that habit made
To sleep in market-place shade
One night by joke or by crook
Youngsters bellowed him
Claiming they were angels
And he retorted running
"Angels or Enemies?"
To second his near
Lunatic sense
He peered on senior
Lunatic, naked walking
With grace of a king
And quiled he
'I rather return home
To better
Readiness these are
The Madmen!"